The Cold Sword and the Smiling Saint
Then—
They stepped through the entrance.
The surrounding world distorted instantly.
Brilliant streams of light flashed past as space twisted around them. An invisible force separated their paths before either could react.
Because of the difference in their cultivation realms, the tomb's laws sent them to different locations within the Martial Emperor Tomb pocket Dimensions.
They could not enter the same domain together.
The sensation lasted only a moment.
Yet to Selena, it felt far longer.
The dazzling currents of space vanished, replaced by a strange and unfamiliar world.
A cold breeze brushed against her face.
The sky above was covered in drifting silver clouds, while below stretched a vast coastline that seemed to have no end. Ancient cliffs rose from the sea, weathered by countless years. Waves crashed against black rocks, producing deep echoes that lingered throughout the empty landscape.
